How delicious is motivation. I have unconsciously self-motivated myself today. I set my alarm as the weather man had promised a 9am thunderstorm. He was wrong. But I was up anyway. I began faffing about with my plans for my
I’ve had a rather productive day preparing for the local festival. As my previous post indicated, life has been niggling at me. One of my big dreams is to move into a motorhome. I’ve been slowly preparing for it once
I’m at a very searchy part of my path. I’ve done extensive volunteering and am now at the point where I am tired of it. I love what I’ve done but it feels more like a bind than a joy.